Zach frowned as he looked at Gaara and the other two.
"Looks like you're not just ordinary brats."
"That doesn't matter anymore."
Gaara raised a hand toward Zach.
"We can't let anyone discover you now."
Grains of sand began appearing out of thin air.
"Alchemy." Zach grinned. "If geniuses like you die, the Empire will be heartbroken too, won't it?"
"The Empire?"
Gaara tilted his head.
"What are you talking about?"
Countless grains of sand enveloped the entire area.
"Sage Art! Dust Sand World!"
Originally an immortal technique belonging to Bunpuku, after generations of refinement, it could now create an independent space of its own.
Amid the yellow sands that filled the sky,
Zach looked around in panic.
"Spatial transfer!? Or spatial creation!?"
Every alchemist was a scholar. Their thinking was never confined by their era.
But was this something alchemy could achieve?
"Looks like you know quite a lot." Gaara nodded as he looked at Zach.
Zach glared viciously at Gaara, then charged toward the three of them.
As long as his hands touched their bodies, he could freeze them solid.
But reality would not be as simple as he imagined.
Grains of sand rapidly gathered around his body.
His eyes widened as the sand instantly wrapped around him and lifted him into the air.
Sand Coffin.
"Where's your Alchemy Array!?"
Looking at Gaara's raised hand, he had not seen any Alchemy Array at all. His opponent had simply gathered sand around him.
Zach gritted his teeth. A blade sprang from his arm, ready to draw blood and use it to form ice.
But—
"Sand Waterfall Funeral!"
Gaara said coldly.
"Bang!!"
Zach's body was instantly crushed by the sand. Only his head fell from above and landed on the ground, where Gaara stepped on it.
"As long as we